Helen had told us the previous night that a special Western breakfast would be served for us from 8am. A Western breakfast, indeed: we had a choice of sausage, eggs, boiled tomatoes and other staples of a cooked breakfast, croissants, brioche and other continental bites, and noodles and Chinese dumplings (this is
As I ate breakfast, I scanned the room in search of Helen, but she was nowhere to be seen. I was relieved when our guide came in a little after 8.30am, announcing that we would be leaving at 9am. Our first stop of the day was at the Wild Goose Pagoda in the centre of Xian. The name is somewhat misleading, but the building is essentially a tallish tower (see below). I climbed to the top to take in the view of a surprisingly expansive city. Wide roads spanned north, south, east and west from near the tower, indicating that we were right at the heart of the city.
By evening, we had returned to the train station, and set off on our 11 hour return journey to
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